After hearing the rumours about Kaavi, under the cover of night, the bandits, numbering thirty, moved through the valley with a sense of careless confidence. They had been hired to deal with an old man and a child, and their leader had assured them that it would be an easy task. The forest, shrouded in darkness, seemed almost serene, a stark contrast to their grim purpose.
Bandit 1: (whispering) "Stay close. We don’t want to get lost."
Bandit 2: "Relax. We’re just dealing with an old man and a kid. Should be easy."
Bandit Leader: "They’re probably just hiding, scared stiff."
Their casual attitude and occasional chuckles were a grave miscalculation. They had underestimated their prey, dismissing the old man and child as inconsequential. Little did they know, they were walking into a trap.
As they advanced deeper into the valley, their ease was abruptly shattered. A sudden crunch from a hidden branch triggered a trap. One bandit fell into a concealed pit, followed by four more who plummeted to their deaths. The night was pierced by their screams, and panic quickly took hold.
Bandit Leader: "What the hell?! Watch your step!"
Fear replaced their earlier bravado. The bandits tightened their formation, their relaxed demeanour replaced by growing apprehension. What they thought would be an easy task was turning into a dangerous ordeal.
Kaavi, concealed in the shadows, observed with cold precision, blending seamlessly with the darkness. He intended to use their fear and confusion against them, eliminating them one by one.
Bandit 3: "What was that? Did you see anything?"
Bandit 4: "Stay sharp. We’re being watched."
The night became a series of quiet, deadly moments. Kaavi struck from the shadows with ruthless efficiency. A bandit fell with a dagger buried in his throat, the dying gasp adding to the growing terror among the remaining bandits. Kaavi continued his methodical assault, his strikes precise and lethal.
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The bandit leader’s voice, now tinged with fear, rang out through the night.
Bandit Leader: (shouting) "Show yourself! We’re not afraid of you!"
Kaavi emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding immediate attention.
Kaavi: “You’re disturbing villagers for reasons you don’t understand.”
The bandit leader’s bravado faltered as fear took hold.
Bandit Leader: "You think you’re something special? Come out and fight if you’re so brave."
Kaavi: "Very well."
Kaavi stepped forward with a calm demeanour, his movements fluid and almost dismissive. The leader swung his sword, but Kaavi evaded effortlessly, his speed and agility apparent. He toyed with the leader, striking and retreating with ease.
Kaavi: "You’re weak. Clueless about the danger you’re in. Pathetic."
Bandit Leader: "Stop playing games and fight!"
Kaavi: "As you wish."
With a decisive strike, Kaavi disarmed the leader, his sword clattering to the ground. He grabbed the leader by the throat, lifting him with minimal effort.
Kaavi: “Tell me who hired you. I might spare you.”
Bandit Leader: (gasping) "There… was... a man… in a dark robe… my head… ahh!!!"
Kaavi frowned as he sensed a barrier preventing him from extracting information directly. The leader’s face turned a ghastly purple as he struggled.
Kaavi: “A magical barrier. Interesting. Your employer must be more powerful than I thought.”
The leader convulsed and fell silent. The remaining bandits, witnessing Kaavi’s display of power, were overwhelmed with fear. They dropped their weapons and fled into the night.
Kaavi, intent on ensuring none escaped, pursued them with relentless determination. His steps were silent, his presence a constant shadow.
Bandit 5: "He’s coming! We need to run!"
Bandit 6: "We’re not making it out of here alive!"
Kaavi: (whispering) "You’re right."
Kaavi confronted the fleeing bandits. His attacks were swift and merciless—bones shattered, limbs severed, and blood spilled. The valley became a scene of carnage as Kaavi executed each bandit with deadly precision.
One bandit swung a heavy mace, but Kaavi ducked and slashed upward, cutting deep into his chest. Blood sprayed as the bandit fell. Another bandit, attacking from the side, was met with Kaavi’s spinning kick that shattered his knee. A quick stab ended his suffering.
Kaavi seized a bandit by the throat, crushing his windpipe with a final squeeze. He parried a sword thrust, countering with a brutal strike that sent teeth and blood flying. The bandit staggered, and Kaavi finished him with a swift decapitation.
The remaining bandits, witnessing the slaughter of their comrades, were gripped by overwhelming fear. Kaavi’s relentless assault left no room for escape. As the last bandits fell, only one remained—a terrified figure who had hidden behind a rock throughout the fight.
Kaavi approached, blood spattered on his clothes and face. The bandit, sobbing and terrified, pleaded for his life.
Bandit 7: (sobbing) "Please, don’t kill me! I’ll do anything!"
Kaavi: "Are there any more of you? Any others at your base?"
Bandit 7: (frantically) "Yes, there are 5-6 more at the base. And another group left with a mysterious man towards the west. There’s also a guest staying at our base."
Kaavi’s eyes narrowed. The information was useful, but he needed to see the base for himself.
Kaavi: “Show me your base. Attempting to flee will result in a death more gruesome than that of your comrades.”
The bandit, trembling, agreed. Kaavi kept a careful distance, always watching from the shadows. As they journeyed, Kaavi thought about his plan. He intended to eliminate every bandit at their base to prevent them from threatening the villagers again. He hoped that if any bandits were left alive, they would be too terrified to pursue him.
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